This is a song about "Crack home"

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

All of us will eventually crack.

Lets get fucked up to the bone

They're telling you too go home

I thought van-city was home

And don't you bring your camera phone

Little latasha sho' grown

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

They tripping from crack they stash

And when it come to the cash

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

So tell me what they crack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

If u wanna get home